Non Sense Hang over
Once upon a time in the middle of a dream
I saw my self struggling through a puddle of cream
Nonsense it was it was so insane
I was laughing with joy while shrieking with pain
This dream had no beginning it had not an end
To a vogon space ship had I been sent
The poetry I am writing was stupider than theirs
I read it to the vogon who started pulling his hair
His large intestine strangled his brain
While the ship was blasting I ran into the drain
Where I met the mice the rulers of the land
Took some cheese from them in exchange for some sand
The rats are weird the sand they ate
And were singing like crazy, shit it’s the alarm I’m late.
Kanishk Kakkar
8/2/2007
